Engl305 Shakespeare and Contemporaries

Cut off even in the blossoms of my sin, Unhouseled, dis-appointed, unaneled, No reck'ning made, but sent to my account With all my imperfections on my head. O horrible, O horrible, most horrible!

Hamlet: Ghost to Hamlet; talking about his misdeeds as King.

Why, is not this A kingly kind of trade to purchase towns By treachery, and sell 'em by deceit? Now tell me, worldlings, underneath the sun, If greater falsehood ever has been done.

The Jew of Malta: Barabas proclaiming his plot for Calymath to Ferneze; Near the end and after he has orchestrated everything.

Vanish, or I shall give thee thy deserving And blemish ______'s triumph. Let him take thee And hoist thee up to the shouting plebeians; Follow his chariot, like the greatest spot Of all thy sex; most monster-like be shown For poor-st diminutives, for dolts, and let Patient _______ plough thy visage up With her prepared nails.

Antony and Cleopatra: Antony to Cleopatra; Cleopatra ran away from fight and Antony attacks her. Cleopatra's fear and Antony's racism.

Our slippery people, Whose love is never linked to the deserver Till his deserts are past, begin to throw Pompey the Great and all his dignities Upon his son, who--high in name and power, Higher than both in blood and life--stands up For the main soldier; whose quality, going on, The sides o'th' world may danger.

Antony and Cleopatra: Antony to Enobarbus; Antony concerned about the people conspiring against him in Rome.

1: I learn you take things ill which are not so, Or being, concern you not. 2: I must be laughed at If or for nothing or a little I Should say myself offended, and with you Chiefly i'th world; more laughed at that I should Once name you derogately, when to sound your name It not concerned me. 1: My being in _____, ______, what was't to you? 2: No more than my residing here at Rome Might be to you in _____. Yet if you there Did practise on my state, your being in _____ Might be my question. 1: How intend you 'practised'? 2: You may be pleased to catch at mine intent By what did here befall me. Your wife and brother Made wars upon me, and their contestation Was theme for you. You were the word of war. 1: You did mistake the business. My brother never Did urge me in his act. I did enquire it, And have my learning from some true reports That drew their swords with you. Did he not rather Discredit my authority with yours, And make the wars alike against my stomach, Having alike your cause? Of this, my letters Before did satisfy you. If you'll patch a quarrel, As matter whole you have to make it with, It must not be with this. 2: You praise yourself By laying defects of judgement to me, but You patched up your excuses. 1: Not so, not so. I know you could not lack, I am certain on't, Very necessity of this thought, that I, Your partner in the cause 'gainst which he fought, Could not with graceful eyes attend those wars Which fronted mine own peace. As for my wife, I would you had her spirit in such another. The third o'th' world is yours, which with a snaffle You may pace easy, but not such a wife. 3: Would we had all such wives, that the men might go to wars with the women. 1: So much uncurbable, her garboils, ______, Made out her impatience--which not wanted Shrewdness of policy too--I grieving grant Did you too much disquiet, for that you must But say I could not help it. 2: I wrote to you When, rioting in __________, you Did pocket up my letters, and with taunts Did gibe my missive out of audience. 1: Sir, he fell upon me ere admitted, then. Three kings I had newly feasted, and did want Of what I was i'th' morning; but next day I told him of myself, which was as much As to have asked him pardon. Let this fellow Be nothing of our strife. If we contend, Out of our question wipe him. 2: You have broken The article of your oath, which you shall never Have tongue to charge me with. 4: Soft, ______. 1: No, _______, let him speak. The honour is sacred which he talks on now, Supposing that I lacked it. But on, ______: The article of my oath-- 2: To lend my arms and aid when I required them, The which you both denied. 1: Neglected, rather, And then when poisoned hours had bound me up From mine own knowledge. As nearly as I may I'll play the penitent to you, but mine honesty Shall not make poor my greatness, nor my power Work without it. Truth is that ______, To have me out of _____, made wars here, For which myself, the ignorant motive, do So far ask pardon as befits mine honour To stoop in such a case. 4: 'Tis noble spoken. 5: If it might please you to enforce no further The griefs between ye; to forget them quite Were to remember that the present need Speaks to atone you. 4: Worthily spoken, ________. 3: Or if you borrow one another's love for the instant, you may, when you hear no more words of Pompey, return it again. You shall have time to wrangle in when you have noth- ing else to do. 1: Thou art a soldier only. Speak no more. 3: That truth should be silent I had almost forgot. 1: You wrong this presence, therefore speak no more. 3: Go to, then; your considerate stone. 2: I do not much dislike the matter, but The manner of his speech, for't cannot be We shall remain in friendship, our conditions So diff'ring in their acts. Yet if I knew What hoop should hold us staunch, form edge to edge O'th' world I would pursue it. 6: Give me leave, ______. 2: Speak, _______. 6: Thou hast a sister by the mother's side, Admired _______. Great ____ ______ Is now a widower. 2: Say not so, _______. If _________ heard you, your reproof Were well deserved of rashness. 1: I am not married, ______. Let me hear _______ further speak. 6: To hod you in perpetual amity, To make you brothers, and to knit your hearts With an unslipping knot, take ______ _______ to his wife; whose beauty claims No worse a husband than the best of men; Whose virtue and whose general graces speak That which none else can utter. By this marriage All little jealousies which now seem great, And all great fears which now import their dangers, Would then be nothing. Truths would be tales Where now half-tales be truths. Her love to both Would each to other and all loves to both Draw after her. Pardon what I have spoke, For 'tis a studied, not a present thought, By duty ruminated.

Antony and Cleopatra: Antony, Caesar, Enobarbus, Lepidus, Maecenas, and Agrippa; shows the brotherhood between Caesar and Antony.

1: You may see, _______, and henceforth know, It is not ______'s natural vice to hate Our great competitor. From __________ This is the news: he fishes, drinks, and wastes The lamps of night in revel; is not more manlike Than _________, nor the queen of Ptolemy More womanly than he; hardly gave audience Or vouchsafed to think he had partners. You shall find there A man who is the abstract of all faults That all men follow. 2: I must not think there are Evils enough to darken all his goodness. His faults in him seem as the spots of heaven, More fiery by night's blackness; hereditary Rather than purchased; what he cannot change Than what he chooses. 1: You are too indulgent. Let's grant it is not Amiss to tumble on the bed of Ptolemy, To give a kingdom for a mirth, to sit And keep the turn of tippling with a slave, To reel the streets at noon, and stand the buffet With knaves that smells of sweat. Say this becomes him-- As his composure must be rare indeed Whom these things cannot blemish--yet must ______ No way excuse his foils when we do bear So great weight in his lightness. If he filled His vacancy with his voluptuousness, Full sufeits and the dryness of his bones Call on him for't. But to confound such time That drums him from his sport, and speaks as loud As his own state and ours--'tis to be chid As we rate boys who, being mature in knowledge, Pawn their experience to their present pleasure, And so rebel to judgement.

Antony and Cleopatra: Caesar and Lepidus; Caesar complaining about Antony.

______, Leave thy lascivious wassails. When thou once Was beaten from Modena, where thou slew'st Hirtius and Pansa, consuls, at thy heel Did famine follow, whom thou fought'st against-- Though daintily brought up--with patience more Than savages could suffer. Thou didst drink The stale of horses, and the gilded puddle Which beasts would cough at. Thy palate then did deign The roughest berry on the rudest hedge. Yea, like the stag when snow the pasture sheets, The barks of trees thou browsed. On the Alps It is reported thou didst eat strange flesh, Which some did die to look on; and all this-- It wounds thine honour that I speak it now-- Was borne so like a soldier that thy cheek So much as lanked not.

Antony and Cleopatra: Caesar to Lepidus; father figure/looking up to him as a warrior.

Here's the manner of't" I'th' market place on a tribunal silvered, _________ and himself in chairs of gold Were publicly enthroned. At the feet sat Caesarion, whom they call my father's son, And all the unlawful issue that their lust.

Antony and Cleopatra: Caesar to Maecenas; Caesar again complains about Antony.

1: I am sick and sullen 2: I am sorry to give breathing to my purpose. 1: Help me away, dear ________, I shall fall. It cannot be thus long--the sides of nature Will not sustain it. 2: No, my dearest queen. 1: Pray you, stand farther from me. 2: What's the matter? 1: I know by that same eye there's some good news. What says the married woman--you may go? Would she had never given you leave to come. Let her not say 'tis I that keep you here. I have no power upon you; hers you are. 2: The gods best know-- 1: O, never was there queen So mightily betrayed! Yet at the first I saw the treasons planted. 2: _________-- 1: Why should I think you can be mine and true-- Though in swearing shake the throned gods-- Who have been false to ______? Riotous madness, To be entangled with those mouth-made vows Which break themselves in swearing. 2: Most sweet queen-- 1: Nay, pray you, seek no colour for your going, But bid farewell and go. When you sued staying, Then was the time for words; no going then. Eternity was in our lips and eyes, Bliss in our brow's bent; none our parts so poor But was a race of heavens. They are so still, Or thou, the greatest soldier of the world, Art turned the greatest liar. 2: How now, lady! 1: I would I had thy inches. Thou shouldst know There were a heart in _____. 2: Hear me, Queen. the strong necessity of time commands Our services a while, but my full heart Remains in use with you. Our Italy Shines o'er with civil swords. Sextus Pompeius Makes his approaches to the port of Rome. Equality of two domestic powers Breed scrupulous faction. The hated, grown to strength, Are newly grown to love. The condemned Pompey, Rich in his father's honour, creeps apace Into the hearts of such as have not thrived Upon the present state, whose numbers threaten; And quietness, grown sick of rest, would purge By any desperate change. My more particular, And that which most with you should safe my going, Is ______'s death.

Antony and Cleopatra: Cleopatra and Antony; shows dynamic and Antony claiming his wife is dead.

1: News, my good lord, from Rome. 2: Grates me: the sum. 3: Nay, hear them, ______. ______ perchance is angry; or who knows If the scarce-bearded ______ have not sent His powerful mandate to you: 'Do this, or this, Take in that kingdom and enfranchise that. Perform't, or else we damn thee.' 2: How, my love? 3: Perchance? Nay, and most like. You must not stay here longer. You dismission Is come from ______, therefore hear it, ______. Where's ______'s process--______'s, I would say--both? Call in the messengers. As I am _____'s queen, Thou blushest, ______, and that blood of thine Is ______'s homager; else so thy cheek pays shame When shrill-tongued ______ scolds. The messangers! 2: Let ____ in Tiber melt, and the wide arch Of the ranged empire fall. Here is my space. Kingdoms are clay. Our dungy earth alike Feeds beast as man. The nobleness of life Is to do thus; when such a mutual pair And such a twain can do't--in which I bind On pain of punishment the world to weet-- We stand up peerless 3: Excellent falsehood! Why did he marry ______ and not love her? I'll seem the fool I am not. ______ Will be himself. 2: But stirred by _________. Now, for the love of Love and her soft hours Let's not confound the time with conference harsh. There's not a minute of our lives should stretch Without some pleasure now. What sport tonight? 3: Hear the ambassadors. 2: Fie, wrangling queen. Whom everything becomes--to chide, to laugh, To weep; how every passion fully strives To make itself, in thee, fair and admired! No messenger but thine; and all alone Tonight we'll wander through the streets and note The qualities of people. Come, my queen. Last night you did desire it.

Antony and Cleopatra: Messenger, Antony, and Cleopatra; beginning of the play.

Thou art too familiar with that ________, And by thy means is ________ exiled; But I would wish thee reconcile the lords, Or thou shalt ne'er be reconciled to me.

Edward II: Edward to Isabella; Edward questions Isabella's motives and etc.

Fear'st thou thy person? Thou shalt have a guard. Wants thou gold? Go to my treasury, Wouldst thou be loved and feared? Receive my seal, Save or condemn, and in our name command What so thy mind affects or fancy likes.

Edward II: Edward to Kent/Gaveston/etc.; Edward II acting irresponsibly with Gaveston etc. angers people.

Music and poetry is his delight; Therefore I'll have Italian masques by night, Sweet speeches, comedies, and pleasing shows; And in the day when he shall walk abroad, Like sylvan nymphs my pages shall be clad. My men like satyrs grazing on the lawns Shall with their goat-feet dance an antic hay; Sometime a lovely boy in Dian's shape, With hair that gilds the water as it glides, Crownets of pearl about his naked arms, And in his sportful hands an olive tree To hide those parts which men delight to see, Shall bathe him in a spring; and there hard by, One like Actaeon peeping through the grove, Shall by the angry goddess be transformed, And running in the likeness of an hart, By yelping hounds pulled down, and seem to die. Such things as these best please his majesty.

Edward II: Gaveston to nobody; telling about his plan to influence Edward.

Sweet prince, I come; these, these thy amorous lines Might have enforced me to have swum from France, And, like Leander, gasped upon the sand, So thou wouldst smile and take me in thy arms. The sight of London to my exiled eyes Is as Elysium to a new-come soul; Not that I love the city or the men, But that it harbours him I hold so dear, The King, upon whose bosom let me die, And with the world be still at enmity. What need the arctic people love starlight, To whom the sun shines both by day and night? Farewell, base stooping to the lordly peers; My knee shall bow to none but to the King.

Edward II: Gaveston to poor men; beginning of the play.

May draw the pliant King which way I please.

Edward II: Gaveston to poor men; telling about his ability to influence Edward

But what's the help? Misgoverned kings are cause of all this wrack; And ______, thou art once among them all, Whose looseness hath betrayed thy land to spoil And made the channels overflow with blood.

Edward II: Isabella to Mortimer; after Isabella and Mortimer are on the offensive, shows her motives.

Ay, ________, the miserable Queen, Whose pining heart, her inward sighs have blasted, And body with continual mourning wasted. These hands are tired with hailing my lord From ________, from wicked ________, And all in vain; for when I speak him fair, He turns away and smiles upon his minion.

Edward II: Isabella to Mortimer; talking about Gaveston and Edward II's relationship; questions her motives.

So well hast thou deserved, sweet ________, As ______ could live with thee forever. In vain I look for love at ______'s hand, Whose eyes are fixed on none but ________. Yet once more I'll importune him with prayers; If he be strange and not regard my words, My son and I will over into France, And to the King, my brother, there complain How ________ hath robbed me of his love. But yet I hope my sorrows will have end And ________ this blessed day be slain.

Edward II: Isabella to Mortimer; talking about Gaveston and Edward before his banishment.

Let him without controlment have his will. The mightiest kings have had their minions: Great Alexander loved Hephaestion; The conquering Hercules for Hylas wept; And for Patroclus stern Achilles drooped.

Edward II: Mortimer Senior to Mortimer; arguments on Edward's fit to be a king and the motives of Mortimer's motive to take him out.

Uncle, his wanton humour grieves not me, But this I scorn, that one so basely born Should by his sovereign's favour grow so pert, And riot it with the treasure of the realm While soldiers mutiny for want of pay. He wears a lord's revenue on his back, And Midas-like he jets it in the court With base outlandish cullions at his heels, Whose proud fantastic liveries make such show As if that Proteus, god of shapes, appeared. I have not seen a dapper jack so brisk; He wears a short Italian hooded cloak, Larded with pearl; and in his Tuscan cap A jewel of more value than the crown. Whiles other walk below, the King and he From out a window laugh at such as we, And flout our train and jest at our attire. Uncle, 'tis this that makes me impatient.

Edward II: Mortimer to Mortimer Senior; explains his reasoning for hating Gaveston and Edward II.

The King must die, or ________ goes down; The commons now begin to pity him. Yet he that is the cause of ______'s Is sure to pay for it when his son is of age, And therefore will I do it cunningly. This letter, written by a friend of ours, Contains his death, yet bids them save his life: '_____um occidere nolite timere, bonum est, Fear not to kill the King, 'tis good he die.' But read it thus, and that's another sense: '______um occidere nolite, timere bonum est, Kill not the King, 'tis good to fear the worst,' Unpointed as it is, thus shall it go, That, being dead, if it chance to be found, __________ and the rest may bear the blame, And we be quit that caused it to be done. Within this room is locked the messenger That shall convey it and perform the rest. And by a secret token that he bears, Shall he be murdered when the deed is done. __________, come forth.

Edward II: Mortimer to himself; making the death of Edward and his motives.

1: 'Tis sweet and commendable in your nature, ______, To give these mourning duties to your father; But you must know your father lost a father; That father lost, lost his; and the survivor bound In filial obligation for some term To do obsequious sorrow. But to presever In obstinate condolement is a course Of impious stubbornness, 'tis unmanly grief, It shows a will most incorrect to heaven, A heart unfortified, a mind impatient, An understanding simple and unschooled; For what we know must be, and is as common As any the most vulgar thing to sense, Why should we in our peevish opposition Take it to heart? Fie, 'tis a fault to heaven, A fault against the dead, a fault to nature, To reason most absurd, whose common theme Is death to fathers, and who still hath cried From the first corpse till he that died today, 'This must be so'. We pray you throw to earth This unprevailing woe, and think of us As of a father; for let the world take note You are the most immediate to our throne, And with no less nobility of love Than that which dearest father bears his son Do I impart towards you. For your intent In going back to school in __________, It is most retrograde to our desire, And we beseech you bend you to remain Here in the cheer and comfort of our eye, Our chiefest courtier, cousin, and our son. 2: Let not thy mother lose her prayers, ______. I pray thee stay with us, go not to __________. 3: I shall in all my best obey you, madam. 1: Why, 'tis a loving and a fair reply. Be as ourself in _______. Madam, come. This gentle and unforced accord of ______ Sits smiling to my heart; in grace whereof, No jocund health that _______ drinks today But the great cannon to the clouds shall tell, And the King's rouse the heavens shall bruit again, Re-speaking earthly thunder. Come, away.

Hamlet: Claudius, Gertrude, and Hamlet; Attempting to console Hamlet for his father's death.

Mad as the sea and wind when both contend Which is the mightier. In his lawless fit, Behind the arras hearing something stir, He whips his rapier out and cries 'A rat, a rat!', And in his brainish apprehension kills The unseen good old man.

Hamlet: Gertrude to Claudius; after Hamlet kills Polonius and how he is acting all kinds of crazy.

I am thy father's spirit, Doomed for a certain term to walk the night, And for the day confined to fast in fires Till the foul crimes done in my days of nature Are burnt and purged away. But that I am forbid To tell the secrets of my prison-house I could a tale unfold whose lightest word Would harrow up thy soul, freeze thy young blood, Make thy two eyes like stars start from their spheres Thy knotty and combined locks to part, And each particular hair to stand on end Like quills upon the fretful porcupine. But this eternal blazon must not be To ears of flesh and blood. List, ______, list, O list! If thou didst ever thy dear father love--

Hamlet: Ghost to Hamlet; talking about his time in hell.

Ay, that incestuous, that adulterate beast, With witchcraft of his wit, with traitorous gifts-- O wicked wit and gifts, that have the power So to seduce!--won to his shameful lust The will of my most seeming-virtuous queen.

Hamlet: Ghost to Hamlet; talking smack about his wife.

1: Ay, truly, for the power of beauty will sooner transform honesty from what it is to a bawd than the force of honesty can translate beauty into his likeness. This was sometime a par- adox, but now the time gives it proof. I did love you once. 2: Indeed, my lord, you made me believe so. 1: You should not have believed me, for virtue cannot so inoculate our old stock but we shall relish of it. I loved you not. 2: I was the more deceived. 1: Get thee to a nunnery. Why wouldst thou be a breeder of sinners? I am myself indifferent honest, but yet I could accuse me of such things that it were better my mother had not borne me. I am very proud, revengeful, ambitious, with more offences at my beck than I have thought to put them in, imag- ination to give them shape, or time to act them in. What should such fellows as I do crawling between heaven and earth? We are arrant knaves, all. Believe none of us. Go thy ways to a nunnery. Where's your father?

Hamlet: Hamlet and Ophelia; He begins to turn on Ophelia and exploit her.

Look here upon this picture, and on this, The counterfeit presentment of two brothers. See what a grace was seated on this brow-- Hyperion's curls, the front of Jove himself, An eye like Mars, to threaten or command, A station like the herald Mercury New lighted on a heaven-kissing hill; A combination and a form indeed Where every god did seem to set his seal To give the world assurance of a man. This was your husband. Look you now what follows. Here is your husband, like a mildewed ear Blasting his wholesome brother. Have you eyes? Could you on this fair mountain leave to feed, And batten on this moor? Ha, have you eyes?

Hamlet: Hamlet to Gertrude; confronts her in her room after killing Polonius.

O that this too too solid flesh would melt, Thaw, and resolve itself into a dew, Or that the Everlasting had not fixed His canon 'gainst self-slaughter! O God, O God, How weary, stale, flat, and unprofitable Seem to me all the uses of this world! Fie on't, ah fie, fie! 'Tis an unweeded garden That grows to seed; things rank and gross in nature Possess it merely. That it should come to this-- But two months dead--nay, not so much, not two-- So excellent a king, that was to this Hyperion to a satyr, so loving to my mother That he might not beteem the winds of heaven Visit her face too roughly! Heaven and earth, Must I remember? Why, she would hang on him As if increase of appetite had grown By what it fed on, and yet within a month-- Let me not think on't; frailty, thy name is woman-- A little month, or ere those shoes were old With which she followed my poor father's body, Like Niobe, all tears, why she, even she-- O God, a beast that wants discourse of reason Would have mourned longer!--married with mine uncle, My father's brother, but no more like my father Than I to Hercules; within a month, Ere yet the salt of most unrighteous tears Had left the flushing of her galled eyes, She married. O most wicked speed, to post With such dexterity to incestuous sheets! It is not, nor it cannot come to good. But break, my heart, for I must hold my tongue.

Hamlet: Hamlet to himself; talking about his mother at the beginning of the play.

Was as you know by __________ of ______, Thereto pricked on by a most emulate pride, Dared to the combat; in which our valiant ______--- For so this side of our known world esteemed him--- Did slay this __________, who by a sealed compact Well ratified by law and heraldry Did forfeit with his life all those his lands Which he stood seized on to the conqueror; Against the which a moiety competent Was gaged by our King, which had returned To the inheritance of __________ Had he been vanquisher, as by the same cov'nant And carriage of the article designed His fell to ______.

Hamlet: Horatio to Marcellus; Beginning of the play talking about the character of old Hamlet.

Though yet of ______ our dear brother's death The memory be green, and that it us befitted To bear our hearts in grief and our whole kingdom To be contracted in one brow of woe, Yet so far hath discretion fought with nature That we with wisest sorrow think on him Together with remembrance of ourselves. Therefore our sometime sister, now our queen, Th'imperial jointress of this warlike state, Have we as 'twere with a defeated joy, With one auspicious and one dropping eye, With mirth in funeral and with dirge in marriage, In equal scale weighing delight and dole, Taken to wife. Nor have we herein barred Your better wisdoms, which have freely gone With this affair along.

Hamlet: King Claudius to the court; beginning of the play before the ghost.

1: This business is very well ended. My liege, and madam, to expostulate What majesty should be, what duty is, Why day is day, night night, and time is time, Were nothing but to waste night, day, and time. Therefore, since brevity is the soul of wit, And tediousness the limbs and outward flourishes, I will be brief. Your noble son is mad-- 'Mad' call I it, for to define true madness, What is't but to be nothing else but mad? But let that go. 2: More matter with less art. 1: Madam, I swear I use no art at all. That he is mad, 'tis true; 'tis true 'tis pity, And pity 'tis 'tis true--a foolish figure, But farewell it, for I will use no art. Mad let us grant him, then; and now remains That we find out the cause of this effect-- Or rather say 'the cause of this defect', For this effect defective comes by cause. Thus it remains, and the remainder thus. Perpend. I have a daughter--have whilst she is mine-- Who in her duty and obedience, mark, Hath given me this. Now gather and surmise.

Hamlet: Polonius and Gertrude; talking about Hamlet and why he is acting so strange.

Thou know'st 'tis common--all that lives must die, Passing through nature to eternity.

Hamlet: Queen Gertrude to Hamlet; telling Hamlet to get over his father's death.

Here comes ______, The only court-gall; yet I observe his railing Is not for simple love of piety, Indeed he rails at those things which he wants, Would be as lecherous, covetous, or proud, Bloody, or envious, as any man, If he had means to be so.

The Duchess of Malfi: Antonio to Delio about Bosola; beginning of the play about Bosola as a person.

A most perverse and turbulent nature;

The Duchess of Malfi: Antonio to Delio about Ferdinand; beginning of the play

But in that look There speaketh so divine a continence As cuts off all lascivious and vain hope.

The Duchess of Malfi: Antonio to Delio about the Duchess; beginning of the play

You never fixed your eye on three fair medals Cast in one figure, of so different temper.

The Duchess of Malfi: Antonio to Delio about the Duchess; beginning of the play

I do love these ancient ruins. We never tread upon them but we set Our foot upon some reverend history, And questionless, here in this open court Which now lies naked to the injuries Of stormy weather, some men lie interred Loved the church so well, and gave so largely to't, They thought it should have canopied their bones Till doomsday; but all things have their end: Churches and cities, which have diseases like to men, Must have like death that we have.

The Duchess of Malfi: Antonio to Delio attempting to talk to the Cardinal to aleave his banishment.

Indeed, my rule is only in the night.

The Duchess of Malfi: Antonio to the Duchess and Cariola; Married for years and describes their relationships.

Labouring men Count the clock oft'nest, Cariola, Are glad when their task's ended.

The Duchess of Malfi: Antonio to the Duchess and Cariola; Sex is a chore for him/all he is used for?

Right the fashion of the world: From decayed fortunes every flatterer shrinks, Men cease to build where the foundation sinks.

The Duchess of Malfi: Antonio to the Duchess; After he finds out he has been banished.

This is manly sorrow: These tears, I am very certain, never grew In my mother's milk. My estate is sunk Below the degree of fear: where were These penitent fountains while she was living? Oh, they were frozen up. Here is a sight As direful to my soul as is the sword Unto a wretch hath slain his father. Come, I'll bear thee hence And execute thy last will; that's deliver Thy body to the reverend dispose Of some good women: that the cruel tyrant Shall not deny me: then I'll post to Milan, Where somewhat I will speedily enact Worth my dejection.

The Duchess of Malfi: Bosola after the Duchess has died.

He and his brother are like plum trees that grow crooked over standing pools: they are rich, and o'erladen with fruit, but none but crows, pies and caterpillars feed on them. Could I be one of their flatt'ring panders, I would hang on their ears like a horse-leech till I were full, and then drop off. I pray leave me. Who would rely on these miserable dependences, in expectation to be advanced tomorrow? What creature ever fed worse than hoping Tantalus? Nor ever died any man more fearfully than he that hoped for a pardon? There are rewards for hawks and dogs when they have done us service, but for a soldier that hazards his limbs in a battle, nothing but a kind of geometry is his last supportation.

The Duchess of Malfi: Bosola to Delio and Antonio about Ferdinand and the Cardinal; beginning of the play.

Nobly; I'll describe her: She's sad, as one long used to't, and she seems Rather to welcome the end of misery Than shun it: a behaviour so noble As gives a majesty to adversity: You may discern the shape of loveliness More perfect in her tears than in her smiles; She will muse four hours together, and her silence, Methinks, expresseth more than if she spake.

The Duchess of Malfi: Bosola to Ferdinand; After Bosola has enacted pain.

A rotten and dead body, we delight To hide it in rich tissue

The Duchess of Malfi: Bosola to an old lady and Castruchio; beginning of second act when he talks about make-up.

A politician is the devil's quilted anvil, He fashions all sins on him and the blows Are never heard--he may work in a lady's chamber, As here for proof. What rests, but I reveal All to my lord? Oh, this base quality Of intelligencer! Why, every quality i'th'world Prefers but gain or commendation: Now for this act I am certain to be raised, And men that paint weeds--to the life--are praised.

The Duchess of Malfi: Bosola to himself; After he finds out Duchess and Antonio have a kid; doubts his job.

You are a widow: You know already what man is, and therefore Let not youth, high promotion, eloquence--- No, nor any thing without the addition, honour, Sway your high blood.

The Duchess of Malfi: Cardinal and Ferdinand talking to widow; beginning of play/threatening Duchess to remarry.

Why do you weep? Are tears your justification? The self-same tears Will fall into your husband's bosom, lady, With a loud protestation that you love him Above the world. Come, I'll love you wisely, That's jealously, since I am very certain You cannot me make cuckold.

The Duchess of Malfi: Cardinal to Julia; Cardinal double standard of love.

Methinks I see her laughing-- Excellent hyena! Talk to me somewhat quickly, Or my imagination will carry me To see her in the shameful act of sin. With whom? Happily with some strong-thighed bargeman; Or one o'th'woodyard that can quoit the sledge Or toss the bar; or else some lovely squire That carries coals up to her privy lodgings.

The Duchess of Malfi: Ferdinand and Cardinal; Duchess is having a kid; Conscious about class.

You are my sister. This was my father's poniard: do you see? I'd be loath to see't look rusty, 'cause 'twas his. I would have you to give o'er these chargeable revels; A visor and a masque are whispering rooms That were ne'er built for goodness. Fare ye well--- And women like that part which, like the lamprey, Hath ne'er a bone in't. Fie, sir! Nay, I mean the tongue: variety of courtship. What cannot a neat knave with a smooth tale Make a woman believe? Farewell, lusty widow.

The Duchess of Malfi: Ferdinand then Duchess then Ferdinand; beginning of the play; threatening Duchess to not remarry.

I would have their bodies Burnt in a coal pit with the ventage stopped, That their cursed smoke might not ascend to heaven; Or dip the sheets they lie in, in pitch or sulphur, Wrap them in't and then light them like a match; Or else to boil their bastard to a cullis And give't his lecherous father to renew The sin of his back.

The Duchess of Malfi: Ferdinand to Cardinal about the Duchess and unknown lover.

Would I could be one, That I might toss her palace 'bout her ears, Root up her goodly forests, blast her meads, And lay her general territory as waste As she hath done her honours.

The Duchess of Malfi: Ferdinand to Cardinal; Finds out Duchess is married/has a lovechild; Describes raping her.

Now hear me: You live in a rank pasture here, i'th'court. There is a kind of honey-dew that's deadly: 'Twill poison your fame. Look to't. Be not cunning: For they whose faces do belie their hearts Are witches ere they arrive at twenty years, Ay, and give the devil suck.

The Duchess of Malfi: Ferdinand to the Cardinal and the Duchess; beginning of the play; threatening Duchess not to remarry.

Dost thou know what reputation is? I'll tell thee--to small purpose, since th'instruction Comes now too late. Upon a time Reputation, Love, and Death Would travel o'er the world; and it was concluded That they should part, and take three several ways: Death told them they should find him in great battles Or cities plagued with plagues; Love gives them counsel To enquire for him 'mongst unambitious shepherds, Where dowries were not talked of, and sometimes 'Mongst quiet kindred that had nothing left By their dead parents. 'Stay', quoth Reputation, 'Do not forsake me: for it is my nature If once I part from any man I meet I am never found again'; and so for you: You have shook hands with Repuation And made him invisible. So fare you well. I will never see you more.

The Duchess of Malfi: Ferdinand to the Duchess; after discovered her lover, in her room by herself.

The howling of a wolf Is music to thee, screech owl, prithee peace. What e'er thou art that hast enjoyed my sister-- For I am sure thou hear'st me--for thine own sake Let me not know thee. I came hither prepared To work thy discovery, yet am now persuaded It would beget such violent effects As would damn us both. I would not for ten millions I had beheld thee, therefore use all means I never may have knowledge of thy name. Enjoy thy lust still, and a wretched life, On that condition; and for thee, vile woman, If thou do wish thy lecher may grow old In thy embracements, I would have thee build Such a room for him as our anchorites To holier use inhabit. Let not the sun Shine on him till he's dead, let dogs and monkeys Only converse with him, and such dumb things To whom nature denies use to sound his name. Do not keep a paraquito lest she learn it. If thou do love him cut out thine own tongue Lest it bewray him.

The Duchess of Malfi: Ferdinand to the Duchess; confronts her with her pregnancy; alone in her bedroom.

Why, my lord, I told him I came to visit an old anchorite Here, for devotion.

The Duchess of Malfi: Julia to the Cardinal; Julia shows the hypocrisy of devotion itself.

Diamonds are of most value They say, that have passed through most jewellers' hands Whores, by that rule, are precious.

The Duchess of Malfi: The Duchess and Ferdinand; beginning of play; threatening Duchess to not remarry.

Consid'ring duly that a prince's court Is like a common fountain, whence should flow Pure silver drops in general, but if't chance Some cursed example poison't near the head, Death and diseases through the whole land spread. And what is't makes this blessed government But a most provident council, who dare freely Inform him the corruption of the times?

The Duchess of Malfi; Antonio to Delio; beginning of the play talking about the corruption of the court.

Ay, fare you well. See the simplicity of these base slaves, Who for the villains have no wit themselves, Think me to be a senseless lump of clay That will with every water wash to dirt: No, _______ is born to better chance, And framed of finer mould than common men, That measure nought but by the present time. A reaching thought will search his deepest wits, And cast with cunning for the time to come: For evils are apt to happen every day.

The Jew of Malta: Barabas berating the Jews for not fighting the tax; after Ferenze takes all of his wealth away.

As for myself, I walk abroad a-nights And kill sick people groaning under walls: Sometimes I go about and poison wells; And now and then, to cherish Christian thieves, I am content to lose some of my crowns; That I may, walking in my gallery, See 'em go pinioned along by my door. Being young I studied physic, and began To practise first upon the Italian; There I enriched the priests with burials, And always kept the sexton's arms in ure With digging graves and ringing dead men's knells: And after that was I an engineer, And in the wars 'twixt France and Germany, Under pretence of helping Charles the Fifth, Slew friend and enemy with my stratagems. Then after that was I an usurer, And with extorting, cozening, forfeiting, And tricks belonging unto brokery, I filled the jails with bankrouts in a year, And with young orphans planted hospitals, And every moon made some or other mad, And now and then one hang himself for grief, Pinning upon his breast a long great scroll How I with interest tormented him. But mark how I am blest for plaguing them, I have as much coin as will buy the town. But tell me now, how hast thou spent thy time?

The Jew of Malta; Barabas talking to Ithamore. After Barabas has bought Ithamore, Barabas talks about his deeds and how he is as evil as they think.

I pray you, good ________, let me know it, And if it stand as you yourself still do, Within the eye of honour, be assured My purse, my person, my extremest means Lie all unlocked to your occasions.

The Merchant of Venice; Antonio assures Bassanio that he can have all of his fortune; he's in love with Bassanio

Thou know'st that all my fortunes are at sea, Neither have I money nor commodity To raise a present sum. Therefore go forth-- Try what my credit can in ______ do; That shall be racked even to the uttermost To furnish thee to _______, to fair ______. Go presently enquire, and so will I, Where money is; and I no question make To have it of my trust or for my sake.

The Merchant of Venice; Antonio talks to Bassanio; Gives Bassanio permission to use his credit i.e. Shylock enters the plot.

I am as like to call thee so again, To spit on thee again, to spurn thee too. If thou wilt lend this money, lend it not As to thy friends; for when did friendship take A breed for barren metal of his friend? But lend it rather to thine enemy, Who if he break, thou mayst with better face Exact the penalty.

The Merchant of Venice; Antonio to Shylock; Shylock considers lending money to Antonio

The Duke cannot deny the course of law, For the commodity that strangers have With us in ______, if it be denied, Will much impeach the justice of the state, Since that the trade and profit of the city Consisteth of all nations. Therefore go. These griefs and losses have so bated me That I shall hardly spare a pound of flesh Tomorrow to my bloody creditor. Well, jailer, on. Pray God ________ come To see me pay his debt, and then I care not.

The Merchant of Venice; Antonio to Solanio, Shylock, and jailer; Antonio before the trial and after he has been arrested.

'Tis not unknown to you, _______, How much I have disabled mine estate By something showing a more swelling port Than my faint means would grant continuance, Nor do I now make moan to be abridged From such a noble rate; but my chief care Is to come fairly off from the great debts Wherein my time, something too prodigal, Hath left me gaged. To you, _______, I owe the most in money and in love, And from your love I have a warranty To unburden all my plots and purposes How to get clear of all the debts I owe.

The Merchant of Venice; Bassanio proclaiming his financial situation to Antonio; Begs for more money and the plot it created.

In Belmont is a lady richly left, And she is fair, and, fairer than that word, Of wondrous virtues. Sometimes from her eyes I did receive fair speechless messages. Her name is ______, nothing undervalued To Cato's daughter, Brutus' ______; Nor is the wide world ignorant of her worth, For the four winds blow in from every coast Renowned suitors, and her sunny locks Hang on her temples like a golden fleece, Which makes her seat of Belmont Colchis' strand, And many Jasons come in quest of her. O my _______, had I but the means To hold a rival place with one of them, I have a mind presages me such thrift That I should questionless be fortunate.

The Merchant of Venice; Bassanio talks to Antonio; Antonio will furnish Bassanio's campaign for Portia

In my schooldays, when I had lost one shaft, I shot his fellow of the selfsame flight The selfsame way, with more advised watch, To find the other forth; and by adventuring both, I oft found both. I urge this childhood proof Because what follows is pure innocence. I owe you much, and, like a wilful youth, That which I owe is lost; but if you please To shoot another arrow that self way Which you did shoot first, I do not doubt, As I will watch the aim, or to find both Or bring your latter hazard back again, And thankfully rest debtor for the first.

The Merchant of Venice; Bassanio tells Antonio about his irresponsible debt habits; right before Antonio goes to Shylock for Bassanio's money.

Shed thou no blood, nor cut thou less nor more But just a pound of flesh. If thou tak'st more Or less than a just pound, be it but so much As makes it light or heavy in the substance Or the division of the twentieth part Of one poor scruple---nay, if the scale do turn But in the estimation of a hair, Thou diest, and all thy goods are confiscate.

The Merchant of Venice; Portia to Shylock/trial; turning of his fortunes

Let all of his complexion choose me so.

The Merchant of Venice; Portia to herself; Denies the Prince of Morocco because of his skin color.

And even there, his eye being big with tears, Turning his face, he put his hand behind him And, with affection wondrous sensible, He wrung ________'s hand; and so they parted.

The Merchant of Venice; Salerio to Solanio; Shows Antonio's love for Bassanio as he leaves for Portia.

Signor _______, many a time and oft In the Rialto you have rated me About my moneys and my usances. Still have I borne it with a patient shrug, For suff'rance is the badge of all our tribe. You call me misbeliever, cut-throat, dog, And spit upon my Jewish gaberdine, And all for use of that which is mine own. Well then, it now appears you need my help. Go to, then. You come to me, and you say '_______, we would have moneys'---you say so, You, that did void your rheum upon my beard, And foot me as you spurn a stranger cur Over your threshold. Moneys is your suit. What should I say to you? Should I not say 'Hath a dog money? Is it possible A cur can lend three thousand ducats?' Or Shall I bend low, and in a bondman's key, With bated breath and whisp'ring humbleness Say this: 'Fair sir, you spat on me on Wednesday last; You spurned me such a day; another time You called me dog; and for these courtesies I'll lend you thus much moneys'?

The Merchant of Venice; Shylock to Antonio and Bassanio; Shylock describes Antonio and lays the foundation for his revenge.

There I have another bad match. A bankrupt, a prodigal, who dare scarce show his head on the Rialto; a beg- gar, that was used to come so smug upon the mart. Let him look to his bond. He was wont to call me usurer: let him look to his bond. He was wont to lend money for a Christian courtesy: let him look to his bond.

The Merchant of Venice; Shylock to Salerio and Solanio; claims that he will continue to uphold Antonio's bond.

To bait fish withal. If it will feed nothing else it will feed my revenge. He hath disgraced me, and hindered me half a million; laughed at my losses, mocked at my gains, scorned my nation, thwarted my bargains, cooled my friends, heated mine enemies, and what's his reason?---I am a Jew. Hath not a Jew eyes? Hath not a Jew hands, organs, dimensions, senses, affections, passions; fed with the same food, hurt with the same weapons, subject to the same diseases, healed by the same means, warmed and cooled by the same winter and summer as a Christian is? If you prick us do we not bleed? If you tickle us do we not laugh? If you poison us do we not die? And if you wrong us shall we not revenge? If we are like you in the rest, we will resemble you in that. If a Jew wrong a Christian, what is his humility? Revenge. If a Christian wrong a Jew, what should his sufferance be by Christian example? Why, revenge. The villainy you teach me I will exe- cute, and it shall go hard but I will better the instruction.

The Merchant of Venice; Shylock to Salonio and Salerio; proclaiming his want to keep the bond.

What judgement shall I dread, doing no wrong? You have among you many a purchased slave Which, like your asses and your dogs and mules, You use in abject and in slavish parts Because you bought them. Shall I say to you 'Let them be free, marry them to your heirs. Why sweat they under burdens? Let their beds Be made as soft as yours, and let their palates Be seasoned with such viands.' You will answer 'The slaves are ours.' So do I answer you. The pound of flesh which I demand of him Is dearly bought. 'Tis mine, and I will have it. If you deny me, fie upon your law: There is no force in the decrees of ______. I stand for judgement. Answer: shall I have it?

The Merchant of Venice; Shylock to the Duke and Court; during the trial

I have possessed your grace of what I propose, And by our holy Sabbath have I sworn To have the due and forfeit of my bond. If you deny it, let the danger light Upon your charter and your city's freedom. You'll ask me why I rather choose to have A weight of carrion flesh than to receive Three thousand ducats. I'll not answer that, But say it is my humour. Is it answered? What if my house be troubled with a rat, And I be pleased to give ten thousand ducats To have it baned? What, are you answered yet? Some men there are love not a gaping pig, Some that are mad if they behold a cat, And others when the bagpipe sings i'th' nose Cannot contain their urine; for affection, Mistress of passion, sways it to the mood Of what it likes or loathes. Now for your answer: As there is no firm reason to be rendered Why he cannot abide a gaping pig, Why he a harmless necessary cat, Why he a woollen bagpipe, but of force Must yield to such inevitable shame As to offend himself being offended, So can I give no reason, nor I will not, More than a lodged hate and a certain loathing I bear _______, that I follow thus A losing suit against him. Are you answered?

The Merchant of Venice; Shylock to the trial; Professing Christian hypocrisy and such

Mislike me not for my complexion, The shadowed livery of the burnished sun, To whom I am a neighbour and near bred. Bring me the fairest creature northward born, Where Phoebus' fire scarce thaws the icicles, And let us make incision for your love To prove whose blood is reddest, his or mine. I tell thee, lady, this aspect of mine Hath feared the valiant. By my love I swear, The best regarded virgins of our clime Have loved it too. I would not change this hue Except to steal your thoughts, my gentle queen.

The Merchant of Venice; The Prince of Morocco to Portia; Right before Portia rigs the game for Bassanio

One of them showed me a ring that he had of your daughter for a monkey. Out upon her! Thou torturest me, _____. It was my turquoise. I had it of Leah when I was a bachelor. I would not have given it for a wilderness of monkeys.

The Merchant of Venice; Tubal and Shylock; After Jessica elopes and before the trial

The world's so changed, one shape into another, It is a wise child now that knows her mother.

The Revenger's Tragedy: Castiza to Vindice and Gratiana; Castiza not understanding the change of heart Gratiana has had.

We will defer the judgement till next sitting, In the meantime let him be kept close prisoner: Guard bear him hence. Brother this makes for thee, Fear not, we'll have a trick to set thee free.

The Revenger's Tragedy: Duke and Ambitioso; during the trial.

Nay villain, traitor, Worse than the foulest epithet, now I'll grip thee E'en with the nerves of wrath, and throw thy head Amongst the lawyers. Guard!

The Revenger's Tragedy: Duke to Lussurioso; believes Lussurioso was attempting to kill him.

He touched me nearly, made my virtues bate When his tongue struck upon my poor estate.

The Revenger's Tragedy: Gratiana aside from Vindice; talking about how persuasive Vindice is.

Good child, dear maid, if there be any spark Of heavenly intellectual fire within thee, Oh let my breath revive it to a flame: Put not all out with woman's wilful follies, I am recovered of that foul disease That haunts too many mothers: kind, forgive me, Make me not sick in health. If then My words prevailed when they were wickedness, How much more now when they are just and good!

The Revenger's Tragedy: Gratiana to Castiza; after Gratiana has been chastised by Vindice and Hippolito, she convinces Castiza to not ***** herself out.

You deal with truth my lord. Lend me but your attentions and I'll cut Long grief into short words: last revelling night, When torchlight made an artificial noon About the Court, some courtiers in the masque Putting on better faces than their own, Being full of fraud and flattery, amongst whom The duchess' youngest son--that moth to honour-- Filled up a room; and with long lust to eat Into my wearing, amongst all the ladies Singled out that dear form, who ever lived As cold in lust as she is now in death-- Which that step-duchess' monster knew too well-- And therefore in the height of all the revels, When music was heard loudest, courtiers busiest, And ladies great with laughter--Oh vicious minute! Unfit, but for relation, to be spoke of-- Then with a face more impudent than his vizard He harried her amidst a throng of panders That live upon damnation of both kinds And fed the ravenous vulture of his lust. Oh death to think on't! She, her honour forced, Deemed it a nobler dowry for her name To die with poison than to live with shame.

The Revenger's Tragedy: Lord Antonio to Hippolito and Piero; expression of the rape of his wife.

Away! My spleen is not so lazy--thus, and thus, I'll shake their eyelids ope and with my sword Shut 'em again for ever: villain! Strumpet!

The Revenger's Tragedy: Lussurioso to Vindice before he discovers his father in bed with his wife.

Attend me, I am past my depth in lust And I must swim or drown. All my desires Are levelled at a virgin not far from Court, To whom I have conveyed by messenger Many waxed lines full of my neatest spirit, And jewels that were able to ravish her Without the help of man: all which and more She, foolish-chaste, sent back, the messengers Receiving frowns for answers.

The Revenger's Tragedy: Lussurioso to Vindice; Talking about the seduction of Castiza.

If she prove chaste still and immoveable, Venture upon the mother, and with gifts As I will furnish thee, begin with her.

The Revenger's Tragedy: Lussurioso to Vindice; talking about the seduction of Castiza.

Oh do not jest thy doom, trust not an axe Or sword too far; the law is a wise serpent And quickly can beguile thee of thy life. Through marriage only has made thee my brother I love thee so far: play not with thy death.

The Revenger's Tragedy: Lussurioso to the youngest son and the other at the trial; during the trial for Lord Antonio's wife.

All for your Grace's good. We may be bold To speak it now: 'twas somewhat wittily carried Though we say it. 'Twas we two murdered him!

The Revenger's Tragedy: Vindice to Antonio; proclaiming his part in the plot to kill the Duke and his sons.

The rape of your good lady has been 'quited With death on death.

The Revenger's Tragedy: Vindice to Antonio; proclaiming his part in the plot to kill the Duke and his sons.

Oh think upon the pleasure of the palace, Secured ease and state; the stirring meats Ready to move out of the dishes That e'en now quicken when they're eaten, Banquets abroad by torchlight, musics, sports, Bare-headed vassals that had ne'er the fortune To keep on their own hats, but let horns wear 'em; Nine coaches waiting--hurry, hurry, hurry--

The Revenger's Tragedy: Vindice to Castiza and Gratiana; still attempting to seduce Castiza

In this thou hast right honourable shown; Many are called by their honour that have none,

The Revenger's Tragedy: Vindice to Castiza; attempting to seduce Castiza for Lussarioso

Who'd sit at home in a neglected room Dealing her short-lived beauty to the pictures That are as useless as old men, when those Poorer in face and fortune than herself Walk with a hundred acres on their backs-- Fair meadows cut into green foreparts--oh, It was the greatest blessing ever happened to women When farmers' sons agreed, and met again, To wash their hands and come up gentlemen. The commonwealth has flourished ever since. Lands that were mete by the rod--that Labour's spared-- Tailors ride down and measure 'em by the yard. Fair trees, those comely foretops of the field, Are cut to maintain head-tires: much untold. All thrives but Chastity, she lies a-cold. Nay shall I come nearer to you: mark but this: Why are there so few honest women but because 'tis the poorer profession? That's accounted best that's best followed, least in trade, least in fashion, and that's not honesty, believe it; and do but note the low and dejected price of it: 'Lose but a pearl, we search and cannot brook it; But that once gone, who is so mad to look it?'

The Revenger's Tragedy: Vindice to Gratiana and Castiza; still attempting to seduce Castiza

Oh fie, fie, the riches of the world cannot hire a mother to such a most unnatural task. No, but a thousand angels can. Men have no power, angels must work you to it, The world descends into such base born evils That forty angels can make four score devils. There will be fools still I perceive, still fools. Would I be poor, dejected, scorned of greatness, Swept from the palace, and see other daughters Spring with the dew o'the Court, having mine own So much desired and loved--by the duke's son? No, I would raise my state upon her breast And call her eyes my tenants; I would count My yearly maintenance upon her cheeks, Take coach upon her lip, and all her parts Should keep men after men and I would ride In pleasure upon pleasure. You took great pains for her, once when it was, Let her requite it now, though it be but some. You brought her forth, she may well bring you home.

The Revenger's Tragedy: Vindice to Gratiana; seducing his own mother for Lussurioso.

Here's an eye Able to tempt a great man--to serve God; A pretty hanging lip, that has forgot now to dissemble. Methinks this mouth should make a swearer tremble, A drunkard clasp his teeth, and not undo 'em To suffer wet damnation to run through 'em.

The Revenger's Tragedy: Vindice to Hippolito; poisons Gloriana's skull to use in the murder of the Duke.

Unto his palsy-lust; for old men lustful Do show like young men angry-eager, violent, Out-bid like their limited performances--

The Revenger's Tragedy: Vindice to a skull; beginning of the play

1: Oh thou for whom no name is bad enough! 2: What means my sons? What, will you murder me? 1: Wicked, unnatural parent! 3: Fiend of women! 2: Oh! Are sons turned monsters? Help! 1: In vain. 2: Are you so barbarous, to set iron nipples Upon the breast that gave you suck? 1: That breast Is turned to quarled poison. 2: Cut not your days for't: am not I your mother? 1: Thou dost usurp that title now by fraud, For in that shell of mother breeds a bawd. 2: A bawd! Oh name far loathsomer than hell! 3: It should be so, knew'st thou thy office well. 2: I hate it. 1: Ah is't possible, thou only--you powers on high, That women should dissemble when they die? 2: Dissemble? 1: Did not the duke's son direct A fellow of the world's condition hither That did corrupt all that was good in thee, Made thee uncivilly forget thyself And work our sister to his lust? 2: Who, I? That had been monstrous! I defy that man For any such intent. None lives so pure But shall be soiled with slander-- Good son believe it not. 1: Oh I'm in doubt Whether I'm myself or no! Stay--let me look again upon this face: Who shall be saved when mothers have no grace? 3: 'Twould make one half despair. 1: I was the man: Defy me now! Let's see: do't modestly. 2: Oh hell unto my soul. 1: In that disguise, I, sent from the duke's son, Tried you, and found you base metal As any villain might have done. 2: Oh no: No tongue but yours could have bewitched me so. 1: Oh nimble in damnation, quick in tune: there is no devil could strike fire so soon! I am confuted in a word. 2: Oh sons Forgive me, to myself I'll prove more true; You that should honour me, I kneel to you.

The Revenger's Tragedy: Vindice, Hippolito, and Gratiana; Vindice and Hippolito confronts Gratiana about her selling out of her daughter.

Well then 'tis done, and it would please me well Were it to do again. Sure she's a goddess For I'd no power to see her and to live; It falls out true in this for I must die. Her beauty was ordained to be my scaffold, And yet methinks I might be easier ceas'd; My faults being sport, let me but die in jest.

The Revenger's Tragedy: Youngest son to the court during his trial for Lord Antonio's wife.

Of what personage and years is he? Not yet old enough for a man, nor young enough for a boy; as a squash is before 'tis a peascod, or a codling when 'tis almost an apple. 'Tis with him in standing water between boy and man. He is very well-favoured, and he speaks very shrewishly. One would think his mother's milk were scarce out of him.

Twelfth Night: Olivia and Malvolio; Olivia wonders at Cesario's age.

Dear lad, believe it; For they shall yet belie thy happy years That say thou art a man. Diana's lip Is not more smooth and rubious; thy small pipe Is as the maiden's organ, shrill and sound, And all is semblative a woman's part.

Twelfth Night: Orsino to Cesario; the performativity of masculinity/femininity and fluidity of sexuality.

There is no woman's sides Can bide the beating of so strong a passion As love doth give my heart; no woman's heart So big, to hold so much. They lack retention. Alas, their love may be called appetite, No motion of the liver, but the palate, That suffer surfeit, cloyment, and revolt. But mine is all as hungry as the sea, And can digest as much.

Twelfth Night: Orsino to Viola; Describing Olivia's reaction to Cesario.

If music be the food of love, play on, Give me excess of it that, surfeiting, The appetite may sicken and so die. That strain again, it had a dying fall. O, it came o'er my ear like the sweet sound That breathes upon a bank of violets, Stealing and giving odour. Enough, no more, 'Tis not so sweet now as it was before.

Twelfth Night: Orsino to other lords; beginning of the play.

She'll none o'th' Count. She'll not match above her degree, neither in estate, years, nor wit, I have heard her swear't. Tut, there's life in't, man.

Twelfth Night: Sir Toby to Sir Andrew about Olivia's desires for a husband.